Chapter 1
The Return
Christine's P.O.V.
What am I thinking? Why am I leaving? Why am I going to do this?
Raoul just got in the boat, thinking that we are going to live a happy life, trying not remember any of this.
But, I will remember this. It is going to haunt me. I thought that I would be able to escape him, escape Erik, and be able to live a happy life with Raoul.
But, I can't leave my angle of music; not after all that he has done for me.
I love him.
Yes, I love Raoul, but, I love Erik much, much deeper. Oh, what was I thinking?
"Are you coming, my angle?" Raoul asked.
"No." I said plainly.
"What?" He said, looking at me.
"I am staying here. Raoul, I love him. I can't leave him. I owe him so much; for all he has done for me, it just doesn't seem right!" I cried.
"Oh, Christine. You are tired and need to rest. Tomorrow we can talk, come on." Raoul took my hand, but I pulled back.
"No, Raoul. I am staying." And with that, I turned around and walked up to the room that I saw Erik run into.
I was near the entrance to his room, and I heard him singing.
"Masquerade, paper faces on parade, masquerade, hide your face so the world will never find you."He looked up at me. "Christine I love you."
I walked over to him. He looked so sad, so miserable. He stood up.
"What are you still doing here?" He asked, looking down at the floor.
"How can I leave my angle of music, after all he has done for me? How can I leave the man I really love?"
Erik looked up at me.
"Erik, I am here to stay with you, to love you, to spend the rest of my life with you. Say you love me."
"Christine…"
I took a deep breath, and tried again. "Say you love me…"
He hesitated and then sang "You know I do…"
"Love me, that's all I ask of you…" we sang together.
I put my arms around his neck, he put his around my waste, and I pulled him into a passionate kiss.
Erik's P.O.V.
She is here, in my arms. She just confessed her love for me! She choose me, not Raoul. RAOUL! He is probably out there, with the rest of the mob, about to take Christine from me once again.
I pulled back.
Christine looked so happy. I didn't want to upset her, telling her that there could be men, including the man she just left, coming to separate us once again.
"Christine, we need to get out of here."
"What?"
"A mob may be coming to take me away; they may take you in the process. I don't want them to hurt you, so, we are going to get out of here." I explained to her, as I turned around.
"Well, how are we going to get out of here, and what am I suppose to take?"
"Hush, my dear. I have some dresses for you in the next room. You can pack a few of them, then we will get out of here!"
I lead Christine to her room. Well, it was going to be her room, not any more.
Christine's P.O.V.
I was still confused why we had to leave this instant. Why can't we just hide, and then stay here?
Well, I followed Erik into the other room.
We walked in and he pulled me into a corner that has a changing screen.
"Christine, here is a packing bag, and some dresses are in that closet. Just pack what will fit and then we will get out of here." He kissed on the cheek me and left to pack his own things.
I opened the door and inside I found the most beautiful dresses.
I gasped. He bought all of this for me I can't believe it!
I found every thing that I need in there also. He bought me a whole wardrobe, and he didn't even know if I was going to stay here with him. I almost cried.
I tried to fit every dress that was in the closet, but they didn't all fit. I put a few dresses back and closed the bag.
I figured that I should dress in a warmer gown then the wedding dress, since it is very, very wet.
So, I found a dress that I didn't pack that looked just about like the wedding dress, just not as poofy.
I sat down on the side of the swan shaped bed, after I got dressed. I really hoped that we could stay here, but that isn't going to happen.
I sat there for a few minutes, wondering what is going to happen to me if they do catch us.
I almost started to cry, but Erik sat down beside me and pulled me onto his lap.
"What's wrong, my angle?"
"What are they going to do to us if they find us?" I asked him, my lips quivering.
"They aren't going to find us. We will be safe, don't worry. Come, we need to go." I looked up at him, looking into his eyes. He put his mask back on.
I stood up, Erik getting up right behind me.
"Get your bag and follow me."
I would follow you any where! I thought.
I grabbed my bag and followed Erik out the door. He went over to a curtain, which was hanging over something, that is by his piano.
He lifts up the curtain and there was a hole in the wall. Erik walked into the hole, and, of course, I walked in behind him.
"Erik…"
"Don't worry, just stay were you are. I just have to close the curtain." There was a sudden burst of darkness.
"Erik!"
"Hold still. Grab your bag and let me guide you." He grabbed my hand, and I instantly felt safe.
We were quietly going through the secret passage way.
After about five minutes, we were stopped at a dead end.
"Erik, why are we at a dead end?" I whispered.
"Shh. Sit for a second, don't worry about a thing, we are almost out."
I sat down like he said; I heard him moving something very heavy.
There was a sudden flash of light; Erik was turning around towards me.
I stood up.
"Where are we?" I asked as I stood next to him.
"We are right under your dressing room."
How could we be this far, so fast?
Erik led me out side. There was a pair of twisting stairs leading up, higher into the opera house.
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